O Come, O Come, Emmanuel
Nov. 16th, 2004 09:32 amThe world is always about to end.
I remember driving through London in my Dad's car (a winter's evening with the street lights winking on) and seeing a poster which said JESUS IS COMING BACK. And underneath was the date 197* with a trompe l'oeil paper fold obscuring the final digit.
When I was seven or eight some religious group announced that the world would be flooded at mid-day. There I was, eating my school dinner- I visualize it as fatty roundels of lamb with boiled potatoes and cold beetroot- waiting for the mile-high wall of water to show up on the horizon. I was going to survive of course. I would grab hold of Ainsley Smart and the two of us would swim until we found land and live out the rest of our lives as a pair of Crusoes. What fun it was going to be!
And all through my adolescence and young manhood there was the threat of nuclear annihilation.
Now we favour meteorites and global warming and super volcanoes and Al Quaeda.
While the true believers still count on Jesus. And this time there's no mistaking the signs...
I remember driving through London in my Dad's car (a winter's evening with the street lights winking on) and seeing a poster which said JESUS IS COMING BACK. And underneath was the date 197* with a trompe l'oeil paper fold obscuring the final digit.
When I was seven or eight some religious group announced that the world would be flooded at mid-day. There I was, eating my school dinner- I visualize it as fatty roundels of lamb with boiled potatoes and cold beetroot- waiting for the mile-high wall of water to show up on the horizon. I was going to survive of course. I would grab hold of Ainsley Smart and the two of us would swim until we found land and live out the rest of our lives as a pair of Crusoes. What fun it was going to be!
And all through my adolescence and young manhood there was the threat of nuclear annihilation.
Now we favour meteorites and global warming and super volcanoes and Al Quaeda.
While the true believers still count on Jesus. And this time there's no mistaking the signs...
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Date: 2004-11-16 01:21 pm (UTC)If true, then he might want to think about reincarnating and showing up again.
Colin Powell has just resigned, and all the other moderates, and Bush is appointing mouthpieces, I suspect, beginning with Condolesa Rice as Sec. of Defense.
This is going to be a grim, hardball time, no compromise and no moderation.
I wonder if Jesus would show up in Iraq?
Gee, wouldn't it be funny if he reincarnated as an Iraqui?
This morning on the news, there was a video of some marines tromping through a mosque, looking over the dead bodies.
"Fuck, this one's fuckin' faking!" yelled a marine. "He's fuckin' breathing!" His voice wasn't fearful or tense. It was mad. How dare this man get away with playing dead?
He shot him in the head.
We didn't see that part, mercifully--only a new spray of red on the wall.
The faking man had no weapons.
If Jesus wants to come back and do something, I'm all for it.
I double dog dare him.
(But why would he? Once burned, twice shy.)
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